Mo Fei said nothing further, both declining the invitation and admitting his concerns.
Wang Xuan spread his hands helplessly. "Alright, alright, let's drop this topic. The excitement here has wrapped up, but there's plenty more happening elsewhere. I know of a place where something interesting is going on. Care to take a look?"
Mo Fei gestured with his hand, signaling 'please.'
The figures of the two soon vanished into the night sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two beams of white light flashed, and suddenly, two more silhouettes appeared on the teleportation array in Dalaran.
Both individuals were cloaked in mysterious robes, obscuring their identities.
Stepping out of the teleport tower and onto the bustling streets, this magnificent Magic City seemed livelier than ever. Evidently, the destruction of Lordaeron had yet to reach their ears—players already knew, but the NPCs' methods of spreading information naturally required time.
